Chapter 331: Paying Respects to Elders

Funiu Mountain, in a somewhat large cave on the top of the mountain, Song Qingyu, who had already finished the five-year tenure of the Qinghe Market garrison mission, was currently helping a beast tamer in the Song clan feed a red giant bird that was a full ten feet tall.

The giant bird looked at a cyan python that Song Qingyu threw into the cave, picked it up with its sharp beak, swallowed it into its belly, and then felt somewhat unsatisfied, chirping a few times toward the outside.

Hearing the sound coming from inside, Song Qingyu also shook her head somewhat helplessly. Since the Skyfire Peng advanced to a second-tier monster beast, its appetite was even harder to satisfy than before. Now it did not eat ordinary wild beasts at all. Just feeding it elixirs like Feeding Spirit Pills, the Song family could not afford it, so they could only send out monster-hunting teams from time to time to find some monster beast blood food for it.

After feeding the Skyfire Peng, Song Qingyu just wanted to leave, but a violent vibration suddenly came from the cave behind her. Before she could figure out the situation after turning around, a huge red figure had already flown out of the cave and went straight to the high air.

"Strange! What happened to this guy?" Song Qingyu, who was somewhat confused, saw the Skyfire Peng, which had almost never left this cave since Song Qingming left, actually run out on its own today, and was suddenly full of surprise, hurriedly riding the sword to follow.

Before she could catch up to the Skyfire Peng, she suddenly felt a spiritual power fluctuation coming from the mountain-protecting formation above the mountain top, and a cyan sword shadow fell from the high air into Funiu Mountain, stopping on the square outside the council hall.

The Skyfire Peng, which had just flown out of the cave, saw this sword light and chirped excitedly a few times, flapping a pair of huge wings and quickly following.

By the time Song Qingyu arrived, she happened to see a cyan-robed man stroking the Skyfire Peng, which was in a well-behaved appearance. Seeing such a familiar outfit and dressing, she, whose personality had become very steady over these years, could not help but go forward and hug this person happily.

Being able to make the Skyfire Peng, which had always had a very bad temper, become such an appearance, this cyan-robed man was naturally Song Qingming, who had left Funiu Mountain for more than a year.

Compared to the past, the time Song Qingming left Qinghe County this time was actually not very long, but the place he went to was truly too far. In the Lu State, Song Qingming almost could not get any news related to Qinghe County, which made him feel as if he had been away for a long time when he just returned here.

"Hey! You are already a Foundation Establishment cultivator, how can you still be so reckless? What would it look like if others saw you later?" Looking at Song Qingyu, who had not changed since he left, Song Qingming, who had just returned to Funiu Mountain, teased her with a smile.

Hearing Song Qingming's reminder, Song Qingyu also reacted immediately, hurriedly let go of her hand, looked around with a somewhat shy face, and then took two steps back.

"Seventh Brother! Why didn't you send a message in advance when you returned? It made me not have time to inform Sixth Uncle and the others in advance."

Since Song Qingming went to the front line of the Lu State, Song Qingyu naturally understood long ago that going there was not an easy thing. Although Song Qingming would send a message to Funiu Mountain to report safety about once a month, she was still worried about Song Qingming's safety all the time in this more than a year.

It was just that as the only remaining Foundation Establishment cultivator in the clan, she was also the backbone of all the people in the Song family after Song Qingming left. No matter how worried she was in her heart, Song Qingyu was not good at showing too much in front of other clansmen. At this moment, seeing Song Qingming finally return safely, the big stone that had been pressing on Song Qingyu's heart for such a long time finally fell down.

Seeing Song Qingyu somewhat blaming his sudden appearance, Song Qingming could only smile apologetically: "The day I returned was also decided temporarily, and it was too late to send a message to you in advance. Has the clan been well during this period!"

"Everything else is well, basically there is no big change, it is just that Second Uncle passed away two months ago. The patriarch personally handled his funeral. After discussing with the patriarch, his remaining spirit items and family merits have all been transferred to Sixth Brother."

"Calculating the days, it is about time, it is just a pity that I did not manage to catch up to send the old man off. You take me to his grave to pay respects first!" After Song Qingming finished speaking, he sighed slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Following Song Qingyu to the family cemetery at the foot of the mountain, Song Qingming performed a few late sacrificial rites for this elder who had fought for the family all his life with a very solemn expression.

Just as he was paying respects to Second Uncle in the cemetery, Patriarch Song Changfeng and Fifth Aunt Song Zhangling, Thirteenth Uncle Song Changxiong, and several other family elders who were on Funiu Mountain had also received the sound transmission sent by Song Qingyu and came here.

Several elders had watched Song Qingming support the entire Song family step by step to today. They were naturally the same as Song Qingyu, worrying about Song Qingming who was going to the front line of the Lu State all the time. Hearing the news of his safe return, these elders who were no longer young all came to Song Qingming's side with joy for the first time.

"Qingming, after Second Brother left, I also felt that my body was somewhat not working. Fortunately, I can still see you return safely. Even if the lifespan of this old bone of mine is exhausted now, I can rest assured to go and see Third Uncle and the others." Song Changfeng leaned on Second Uncle Song Changwu's tombstone and said slowly to Song Qingming with a smile.

Fifth Aunt Song Zhangling and Sixth Uncle Song Changfeng were both in a state of white-haired old age. They were now the two oldest people in the family, and their lifespan had already exceeded one hundred and ten years. It was estimated that they would pass away in a few years.

At this moment, looking at the tombstones standing in the family cemetery, everyone had mixed feelings in their hearts. Sixth Uncle Song Changfeng's spiritual root aptitude was actually better than Song Qingyu's, but it was a pity that he was born a few decades earlier and did not catch up with Song Qingyu's good luck.

When Song Changfeng entered the Dao to cultivate, the Song family was still a very weak Qi Refining family. Even if his aptitude was extraordinary and he cultivated to the ninth layer of Qi Refining very early, he did not get a trace of hope for Foundation Establishment. Finally, in his later years, although he plucked up the courage to forcibly break through the barrier, the result was still an unexpected failure. Being able to live until now after the failure of Foundation Establishment was already heaven's care for him.

After paying respects to Second Uncle, Song Qingming returned to the family council hall and met the clansmen on Funiu Mountain who came to comfort him one by one, and after drinking heavily with his eldest brother, fourth brother, and several childhood friends, he returned to his cave dwelling.

"Kid, your family is also too weak, right? There are only so many people in the whole clan, and there is not even a dual-spiritual root aptitude. I don't know where you are going to find a good physical body for the old man." Just after returning to his cave dwelling, Song Qingming had not had time to rest for a moment before the voice of Wind Crane sounded on his body again.

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